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Conversations at Dusk

I talked to the trees and they talked to me I talked to the earth under the breeze The wind spoke her songs to me And I was within everything and all was in me The sun and the moon showed me their spells And within all creation, I was held I understood the love of the land And felt all creation in the palm of my hand The world she poke and called me her own And I found we were never alone
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